Some Words On Determination

2nd June 2003

He’d been here for some time, the boredom eating into him like a cancer. The days and minutes of his life slowly ticking away, ebbing away like a river flowing silently by. There are two forms of boredom in this world, the man who IS boring, who bores all who come near him and the man who is bursting with creativity but is bored and limited by his environment. This is the most tragic form, for the boring man will never know frustration and has his own unique sense of excitement. The man bored by his daily surroundings however will only know pain and frustration until he creates an environment that lets that creativity loose. A place that fees him up to be all that he can be. He knew that life in the office would never offer him that; he knew he had to go. He knew he had to make a change.

The people around only dragged him down, silently going about their work with angry faces, seething, hissing and sighing, loathing every minute of their day. Doing their best to lighten it with cheap jokes and idle chat. It was a living tragedy unfolding before his very eyes. He could see people ageing as he sat there, he could almost see into the future, see them in old age. Still unhappy, still seething that they worked all their lives in a depressing employ just to pay their bills, breathing their last breath in a body and mind full of regret that they never did the things they wanted to do when they could. Finding in old age that they were too tired to do them, he knew he would never be like that. He was just passing through; he’d been there a year and felt it was a year too long.

But the change was coming, the decision had been made, a new life lay waiting. He could see it clearly in the distance, getting closer every day. It made his mind stretch to fit it in, the glimpse of what he knew he could do and all the fear and problems littering the way? He knew he would clear them all away. He had to. There was no going back. He either did what he wanted to, what he dreamed of with everything he had or he may as well die right now, lasting out his years in a living death...